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Phantom Skyline

by Brodie Porterfield

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1.
Calypso Rd. 03:29
Blacktop switches To sand rocks and red clay Gullies in the road where the storms run off Muddy water Downhill into your lake Little deltas where the soil is extra soft Clouds of cream and pearl and gold Vapors trapped in glass Purple martin on a telephone wire Waiting for the heat to pass Look through your window Birds and summer storms Whitecaps rising higher Goosebumps on your arms Silver wings White sails on the water Something cooking or a suitcase on the floor Carolina son California daughter Trips from coast to coast and shore to shore Wind or road or wave Or stand beneath the clock The dog's at the kennel or she's under the couch Listening for the door to knock Look past the horizon Farther than the blue Oil the hinges in that door They've got things to do You don't care about the distance The location or weather You want to see those smiling faces When your love's together Blue sneakers Underneath turquoise lines Fast eyes turn wet with happy tears Finger pointing In the air at the punch line Best joke you've heard for years and years Laugh and laugh and squint those eyes Like sidelong crescent moons It's beyond your control now And they'll just have to make room Look through that narrow space All the eyes you've known Are looking right back through at you Feeling less alone
2.
Give me a chance And I'll show you the door That leads to a poor fool's heart Give me the time And I'll write you a rhyme Paint you a piece of art Give me your eyes And I'll shine a light On the dark side of the moon Give me your smile And I'll go away a while Come back with a pretty tune Tell me your secrets I'll tell you mine All about my dreams and hopes I'll take your laugh I'll divide it in half Put it inside two envelopes This one I'll hold tight When the day turns to night You know how I get frightened in the dark This one I'll hold When the day turns cold At least I'll have something to warm my heart Give me a minute And I'll climb right in it And I'll try to fill it up with joy Give me this dance And I'll move like I have ants in my pants 'Cause I'll be a happy boy Give me your vote I'll write you a note Encrypted with a brand new code Give me your kiss And I'll cross it off my list While I watch you walking down the road
3.
You've changed no wait that's me Shadow in your door Catch my fall 'cause that's what friends are for Pick a hand either hand But no gift did I bring I just want back beneath your far-side wing Look who has returned Bandage on my burn To re-stake the claim I never earned I know right where we stand And it is safely out of range And I have got us covered Unless circumstances change You may have wondered why I have been snooping around your yard Something knocked over my house of cards I ran out of options So I have thought of nothing since But that loose board somewhere in this fence Look who has returned Bandage on my burn To re-stake the claim I never earned I know right where we stand And it is safely out of range And I have got us covered Unless circumstances change
4.
Whole box of smokes and alcohol Man I was running my mouth Walked right into a wall As the bar was emptying out And this is where the whole thing led All the next day in bed I woke up in pain still hearing the sound Of her name in my head Didn't want to face an empty room Didn't waste time making my mind up I knew the place would close at two Where did I think that I'd wind up? I was just putting things off Throbbing head and a wicked cough Whole box of smokes and alcohol Man I was running my mouth Walked right into a wall As the bar was emptying out And this is where the whole thing led All the next day in bed I woke up in pain still hearing the sound Of her name in my head You know I always miss sunrise It's supposed to stand for something new I hope to wake with different eyes She's usually standing in my view I was just wiping it clean But in the morning she's still in my dream Putting things off Throbbing head and a wicked cough Whole box of smokes and alcohol Man I was running my mouth Walked right into a wall As the bar was emptying out And this is where the whole thing led All the next day in bed I woke up in pain still hearing the sound Of her name in my head I woke up in pain still hearing the sound Of her name in my head
5.
Everything is right In certain kinds of light This shouldn't be a night to complain But where the darkness falls You're groping for the walls Like you're insane Everyone is gone There must be something going on You'll be here till dawn comes around Tearing up your soul And digging up a hole In the ground I know what the day has told you I listen sometimes too Come here and let me hold you Don't be blue Shadows on the wall They don't mean anything at all Leave them where they fall and move on No need to turn back Let them fade to black And be gone I know what the day has told you I listen sometimes too Come here and let me hold you Don't be blue Don't be blue
6.
Baby won't you tell me where you're going? And when you might be home? My insecurity is showing Wouldn't hurt to throw a dog a bone I'm so tired of blowing my vocal cords out When the moon can't hear my howl So baby where you going? And when might you be home? I'll just wait here on my knees Holding the memory of your touch Your hands are flowers in a breeze Still I'm just helpless in your clutch So much time goes by listening for the key To touch the door that sets me free So baby where you going? And when might you be home? I'll look for headlights in the curtains I'll listen for the heels of shoes I'll keep my hopes down till I'm certain The person coming home is you Because my cold dark hollow heart can do me so much harm When I am not in your arms So baby where you going? And when might you ne home? When might you be home?
7.
Nature around her Is dark brown and green The lights in her eyes Are angry and wild The sunset is silver And open and clean Soft as a whisper Her smooth country style Long and she's tall All that a man could desire Descending the mountain To fend off the wind A shelter a low-burning fire She's cool in the fall And sad in the winter moonlight But she sings with an Arkansas drawl On an early spring night She's always in motion She never sits still Her hands are like crests And her curves are like troughs On to the ocean Like she always will Down at the shoreline She takes it all off Long and she's tall All that a man could desire Descending the mountain To bathe in the glow That's turning the water to fire She's cool in the fall And sad in the winter moonlight But she sings with an Arkansas drawl On an early spring night And her hair is split by her shoulder And the rapids cut on the stone Rhythmic celebration In a melancholy tone Long and she's tall All that a man could desire Descending the mountain Reflecting the stars In her eyes and becoming inspired She's cool in the fall And sad in the winter moonlight But she sings with an Arkansas drawl On an early spring night
8.
Get Ready 03:38
Get ready for the look-away Get ready for the lie Get ready to dig for the truth Get ready to come up dry Get ready for the jolt Get ready for the joke Get ready for the tickle When you're losing your grip at the end of your rope Get ready for the flood of rage Get ready for I've had it up to here Get ready for cheap fast food A television show and a six-pack of beer Get ready for the tell off Get ready for the tears Get ready for the wrong number 'Cause no one by that name lives here Get ready for the big split Get ready for the split lip Get ready to swallow a tooth Get ready for the pink slip Get ready for sleepless nights When you'll stand on your bed like a marionette Get ready for days to just float away If they're not held down by a few cigarettes Get ready for the fuel Get ready for the fire Get ready to look like a fool When something exposes your secret desire Get ready to douse your brain With a bottle of expensive wine You don't have a problem yet But I guess there's always time Get ready for freeze-dried malls And status dogs with stupid hair Get ready to bust a flat In a dark neighborhood in the middle of nowhere Get ready for the bump and grind Get ready for the nasty dream Get ready for a natural disaster To wipe everybody's conscience clean Get ready to go to work Get ready to go to bed You'll never be ready anyway So just piss away the time instead Get ready for the green light You'd better be ready for the red Get ready for the real life Get ready for dead Get ready for the repo heart Get ready for the wandering eye Get ready to stare at the ceiling And picture her held by the arms of another guy Get ready for the police Get ready for the painted-on face Get ready for the consequences Merciless pain complete disgrace Get ready for behind your back Get ready for the heart attack Get ready for the over-the-counter cure For paranoid hypochondriacs Get ready to make a wish And blow the birthday candles out Note the changes in the mirror Wait for things to not turn out Get ready for the TV flash Get ready for the 100-year dash Get ready for the perfect plan Get ready for the batted eyelash Get ready to not be sure If you should up the work or cut the leisure Be prepared for the wrong procedure Get ready for the endless detour Get ready for the trophy Get ready for the lights Get ready for sixteen hour days Get ready for loveless nights Get ready for files and phones Whatever it takes Get ready to feel like a fake When you wake at daybreak with a headache Get ready to go to work Get ready to go to bed You'll never be ready anyway So just piss away the time instead Get ready for the green light You'd better be ready for the red Get ready for the real life Get ready for dead
9.
Talking Back 02:59
All of the muscles in both your hands Are not sufficient for the weight of your head Anyway they were not conditioned for work You'll have to shove them in your pockets instead Let your neck go slack and rest your chin on your breastbone Stare at your feet and try to register movement Open your mouth click your tongue If you hear an echo then there's room for improvement The boards in the floor sag the sun's in the dust You pass out gazing at the microwave clock Earth-pounding furious hot-pink lust You wake up gazing at the microwave clock Knock knock who's there a broken-down armchair Broken-down armchair who cares you say Not me yes you couldn't be then who I've got things to do I'll have to call you back Tuesday Meal after meal they start to all look the same It leaves a bitter taste no place to spit it Surveys are conducted but you don't want to complain Ringing ringing ringing just let the machine get it You can't breathe in this place you go for a ride Pile of unopened mail on the passenger side Searching for a person in whom you can confide Anything else no a dollar twenty-seven out of five Driving around with all your nerves exposed They say that attitude is everything it's true you suppose Then again you can't trust a thing an inch past your nose They're scanning the herd for the ones that move slow So push your pedal set your vanity mirror And flex for your reflection with everything you've got A bad decision's always better than indecision It's a fact when something's hungry it goes right for the soft spot
10.
I know that you're the one for me 'Cause I've seen your silhouette Dancing through my dreams And I felt your presence Before you stepped out of the wild And I shake inside when I wonder If I hadn't been there Where would I be? Drifters they are collectors of All those old dead-end streets That don't reach the sea I heard you calling Across the river through the night And I shake inside when I wonder If I hadn't been there Where would I be? Drift with me darling Into the sunrise The darkest of memories Puts flames in our eyes Honeysuckle and fresh spring rain Chasing your sweet perfume Running toward the sea Over the water You heard feet on that shattered road And I shake inside when I wonder If I hadn't been there Where would I be?
11.
Pull out my guitar The night is growing old And I'm here on shaky ground Somewhere in the dark Our love is growing cold And the moon is going down And I wonder what I'm reaching for 'Cause the trees don't make a sound But my blood pressure's on the rise Maybe it's the fine treasure in your eyes We've been gone so long Inside our lonesome selves Well the mailbox overflows And there's something wrong With filling up our shelves When all the while emptiness grows And I wonder what I'm reaching for 'Cause I know we don't belong Here underneath the same night skies Maybe it's the fine treasure in your eyes Anything worth holding Cannot be possessed Tonight your pretty memory Is resting on my chest We never seemed to want that much I guess in fact We wanted nothing But the best Down a secret road There is a cellphone tower And the buzzards all roost there But there's nothing owed Until the morning hour When the sun rises in the air And I wonder what we're reaching for But there's no time left to spare When it all shrinks right down to size Maybe it's the fine treasure in your eyes

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released August 31, 2013

All songs copyright 2013 Brodie Porterfield (BMI) All rights reserved
Thank you to my family
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered at
Strawberry Skys Studio by Gary Bolton
West Columbia, SC
Assistant Engineer: Eric McCord
Produced by Brodie Porterfield

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